A Quiet Night Out
Of late I have been heading out for a night fish regularly in an attempt to establish a few pattern in behaviour and my local system. The areas I have been looking into include moon phases, temperature and even the effect of water flow on the activity of night feeding bass. So as part of that process I headed out again with RAD (Rob) to chase a few surface smashing bass at night.
Hitting the water at about 8PM I began the night with a wayward cast into the long grass fringing the first pool and in my exuberance to retrieve the lure I managed to snap the braid. Grrrrrrrrrrr! The bank I had cast onto was quite high and so I was forced to paddle down to the end of the pool to exit my kayak and walk back to the vicinity of the lost lure. After a few minutes I was convinced that the lure was gone never to be seen again and until I stepped upon a patch of grass which caused the lure to rattle. Finding the lure was a small consolation to the fact I now had to re-tie the lure and leader before continuing to fish.
Reaching the main pool we were optimistic when Rob found an interested bass that had a shot at his lure on one bank quickly followed by my lure generating some action on the opposite bank. Unfortunately this was the only surface action we both could find in the pool and the next pool further downstream also seemed devoid of feeding bass..
We continued traveling downstream and cast at every part of the pool with nothing attempting to engulf any surface lure we tried. As usually happens, we began going through the motions casting and the casts being sent out were getting tighter and tighter to structure in the opes the bass were possibly hiding under cover.
Finally I made a cast into a nice pocket were some timber protuded from the bank and was covered in vines on the waterline. A few twitches and the water exploded around my black Jackall Kana Kana and drag peeled off my reel in spurts s the bass immediatelydived for cover. After the initial run both Rob and I thought I was onto a solid fish but after the intial heart stopping run I finaly netted a bass in the mid thirties.
We continued downstream and within 5 minutes of my first fish the Jackall was smashed again on a long cast parallel to he bank that landed next to a small pile of timber laying in the water just off the bank. Again the bass hit the lure hard but this time the fight was much more subdued as rat bass as finally netted. While I removed the trebles Rob managed multiple hits from more rat bass at the bottom of the pool that were probably hassling the mullet that try to hide in the shallows at night.
We moved to the next pool and Rob continued to find a few interested fish but they just would not connect. Eventually though a bass managed to get its radar fine tuned and Rob managed to net his first bass for the night that again measured in the low thirties. As he removed the trebles I finally managed to get some attention from a good fish that hit the lure with a solid “Thuk!” right on the edge of a grassy bank but then refused to follow the lure any further.
At this point Rob decided to head back upstream as it was getting late and I continued downstream in the hope of finding a couple of last minute fish before it was time to go. My multiple casts could not raise a fish and so I turned to find Rob. He had managed a nice fish of around 40cm while I was downstream and unfortunately I was too far away to get a photo.
We then headed upstream having a few random casts but the need to get to the cars and head home was too strong and so ended a quiet night chasing bass!